As I stare at that picture,
Of her in your arms,
Your lips met
I wonder

I wonder if she knows what you did
I wonder if she really loves you
I wonder if you really love her
I wonder if she will see through your charade

Then I wonder if there is a charade?
Or was it just me?
Is the only person you have hurt, thrown away.. me?
The one you've known the most, the one you were so close to?

I wonder why it hurts to see that picture
I wonder if it is for her sake, or for mine
As much as I despise you for leaving me standing in the rain
I do not deny the deep love I had for you all my life

As I sit here, frozen
I wonder...
Who are you really?